Ancord & EmrikSnow
EmrikSnow
You ever notice how actors sometimes keep the role in their head even after the cameras stop rolling? I feel like that’s a bit like how we all wear a mask until we decide to take it off.
Ancord
Yeah, it’s like a script that keeps whispering in your head even after the lights go out, a costume that still fits even when the audience is gone. Makes you wonder if we ever truly unlace it.
EmrikSnow
Maybe the costume is the only thing that still feels real when everyone else has gone quiet.
Ancord
The only thing that doesn’t blur out in the silence is the fabric, the familiar weight of it, the fact it still hugs you even when the world feels thin. It’s a strange kind of truth, isn’t it?
EmrikSnow
Yeah, it's the one thing that stays steady when everything else feels like a dream. Sometimes I think the fabric knows my story better than I do.
Ancord
The fabric does remember the first time you tried to stitch yourself into it, even when you’ve forgotten the rest of the scene. It’s the only part that keeps a true line when the rest of the story dissolves.
EmrikSnow
I think that weight is the only thing that remembers how to hold me when every line has been cut.